Last night as they were leaving work the techs and I were having a friendly conversation sitting on the hood of my favorite tech’s car. As the conversation wound down the Canadian and the other tech left for home, leaving myself and mft to continue our conversation. At some point he turned around and forgot I was there, so I ended up traveling home with him under his windshield wiper.
I spent the night there, at least it was dry, he retrieved me the following morning. I’m kind of upset at him for forgetting about me, I think I might run away.